Sky

I can hear the motor van go “putter, plob, putter” as it takes us back to BanglaHope from the village, Hili. The sky is turning colors from blue to orange and then pink. To the East, I see a huge thunder head off in the distance. It is also changing to a glowing orange from the hot orange/pink sun slipping slowly beneath the horizon. The fields of green rice in the sunsets light, just add to the beautiful scenery. The quietness suddenly changes when we enter a small village. We stop to let one of the men who came with us, buy some sugar cane. As soon as we pull over and wait, it seems like the whole village comes crowding around us just to simply star at some rare versions of humans, us. The children are the closest, giggling and smiling. Then the women are nearby studying our faces like a student studies their books. And the men are around as well. I feel like a museum exhibit or some kind of rare piece of art that is making it’s debut. Everywhere we go it’s like this. I’m used to it by now. And honestly, it’s quite amusing to see everyones reaction as we drive by. As we leave the few shops and head back into the countryside women working in their rice fields stop what their doing to watch us go by. I look into the still blue sky and see the almost full moon shinning as white as a florescent light bulb. 

I’m sitting outside now and as I look over toward India’s border I see fireworks filling the sky. It’s a special Hindu holiday honoring one of their gods and today was the last day so they celebrate even more than they have this past week. I’m unable to write more than a few words at a time because the bugs are swarming around me. There is a bright light on over at the other end of the roof and it’s attracting thousands of bugs. I feel like a light myself. So many keep bouncing into me or landing in my hair. I must say, it is quite distracting.  I don’t have to use a light to write tonight because the moon is so bright. I love looking at the night sky!

Well, the fireworks seem to be slowing down, so maybe I’ll go inside and escape these tiny critters. Just thought I’d share what my afternoon and evening was like.  “Shoebow Rawtree” (good night)